Thirty Four

BRANDO’S POV

I was fucking handsome, A male created well with everything a lady always wanted in a man. I got a broad muscular body shape, extremely tall in height, which made streams of ladies dying to have me as their man

My hair were brown in color which was matching well with my eye color. I was pretty sure that lots of ladies were extremely obsessed with tall-length guys, which I was.

I happened to be a twenty years grown man, with a scanty beards on my jaw. I wasn’t opportune to be blessed by the god of Mesa, who distributes beard.

Truly, he gave me good look but he forgot to compliment me with a growing beards. I was a lover of beards but since I wasn’t given some, I lost my interest towards it.

My dad, Carlisle Roger was the beta of the crimson pack, a second in command to the great Lycan king.

They both grew together as best friend whose bond was eventually passed unto I and Leo, the alpha son.

I and Leo had been best of friends since we were kids, I really missed him.

I was